Come the raging chaos, rule power from your soul Pure demonised blessing as I kill myself in woe Alls souls coloured the pace of the moon Shall suffer the religious You must know that I can no longer see The difference of dreams and reality For the walls have been sieged And conquered by war Dark satanic blasphemy I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight My eyes suffer from eternal sparks So shut the light and dream so I can see The trident clearer than liver moon And in my darkest fantasy And as I reach for hell I am free... Hearers are raising from the open sky Meglomanta reignes supreme Chilled in horror - christian death They learned how long to stand and pull I head to receive The lust and pain Beat me jesus
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